Chapter 63
Lian Yu was speechless.
Thank you, I'm busy.
He struggled to shake off the fat pig's elbow that was pressing on his shoulder, responded casually, and walked out. But before he took a step, he heard a clang in front of him. The wind from the unsheathed sharp blade blew his white gauze slightly, and he saw the iron chain wrapped around the sword-wielding man's waist.
It's the iron mask next to Li Bawang,
"Please stay." Iron Mask's voice was calm and as cold as ice.
"Hehehe." Behind him, a fat body wrapped in the strong smell of alcohol approached Lian Yu. Li Bawang rubbed his hands and said with a sly smile, "Come on, beauty?"
Lian Yu was silent for a moment, then the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He turned back to Li Bawang and asked, "What do you need me to do, sir?"
Li Bawang looked him up and down without hiding his feelings, his eyes glaring at him lustfully: "With such a figure, wouldn't it be a waste if you didn't dance with him?"
Although the original owner was a gambler who frequented red-light districts, his figure was unexpectedly tall and straight, exactly like Lian Yu himself - well, not being narcissistic - 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, and when he wore a fine robe and looked respectable, he could really scare many young boys and girls who were not good at judging people.
This is probably why Li Bawang dared to call her a beauty without even checking her true appearance under the hat.
"Dancing?" Lian Yu was stalling for time while his mind raced. "I—"
Suddenly, the handsome figure behind the veil moved and gradually approached.
He heard Li Bawang's drunken, unhappy words: "Why are you still here? Get out now! Tiehe, kick this guy out!"
Seeing that Li Bawang was about to call the Iron Mask who was waiting outside to come in and drive people away, the young man in green suddenly raised his hand, holding a purple bamboo flute in his palm, and signaled Li Bawang with his eyes.
"Oh? You want to compose music for my beauty?"
Who is your beauty? Lian Yu sneered in his heart.
"Okay! Come!" Li Bawang struggled to move behind the table and sat down. He clapped his hands and said, "Play music! Dance!"
The sound of the flute quickly began to play, wisps of air floating like mist. But the problem was, Lian Yu really couldn't dance! His body was harder than the stinking stones in the pit, so how could he dance?
"Beauty, won't you dance?"
Under the urging, Lian Yu slowly raised his hands in front of him and jumped.
Li Bawang stopped talking and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After making sure that this was not his drunken hallucination, he opened his mouth in shock.
Lian Yu is still jumping like a zombie.
The sound of the flute over there didn't seem to be surprised by his actions. The pleasant sound of string music matched with the weird zombie dance steps made the whole scene look like someone had accidentally walked into a scene of summoning spirits.
After jumping for a while, Lian Yu had already jumped in front of Li Bawang's desk, but Li Bawang still had that expression of not reacting.
The sound of the flute suddenly rose, revealing some fierce murderous intent.
Lian Yu seized the opportunity and kicked over the table in front of Li Bawang. The wine bottles, tea cups and greasy food on the table were all poured onto Li Bawang. Li Bawang covered his head and yelled to avoid it.
"Let's go!" Lian Yu grabbed the hand of the young man in green and ran out the door.
However, the movement in the room had already attracted Tiehe's attention. He rushed open the door, holding the iron chain around his waist between his hands, waiting for Lian Yu to hit him.
The white gauze was in the way, but Lian Yu was afraid that Tiehe would discover her identity, so she had no choice but to rush forward.
Suddenly, the iron chain ripped through the air, carrying the wind past Lian Yu's ears. The bamboo hat on his head suddenly lost its balance, and the white gauze slid upward. Lian Yu panicked and frantically tried to cover the tilted bamboo hat, but it seemed too late. He could only raise his hands to shield his face.
There was a sudden clang behind him, and the iron chain fell to the ground.
The young man in green turned away, not looking at him, but accurately caught the bamboo hat in mid-air, pinning it firmly to Lian Yu's head. The pure white gauze drifted down like a curtain of snow, the world seemed narrow and empty, and Lian Yu could hear the sound of his own heartbeat, like the sound of falling snow.
But he quickly regained consciousness and grabbed the hand of the young man in green again: "Run!"
Seeing the two figures disappearing into the distance, Tie He didn't chase them. Instead, he looked down at the silver needle on his wrist, wondering what he was thinking. After a moment, he deftly pulled out the needle, picked up the iron chain, and bowed to Li Ba Wang in the room.
"Owner."
The two of them ran out of the alley in one breath. At a deserted corner, Lian Yu leaned against the wall and gasped, "Why did you help me?"
Lian Yu stared at the young man in green shirt through the white veil.
He could never understand why this person said he was important to him after only meeting him once, joined the game for him, and ran away with him. He couldn't figure out why this person would go to such lengths and what he wanted to get from him?
"I'm sorry." Lian Yu chuckled. "I can't give you beauty or money."
The young man in green stood on him for a while, then suddenly turned and walked into the alley.
"What? You're leaving now?" It seems your words aren't that important. Lian Yu's heart remained calm, and he naturally didn't notice the venomous anger his words carried. He curled his lips and walked out of the alley.
His wrist was eagerly grabbed by someone. He saw the person outside the white veil shaking his head vigorously, and a branch was scratching under his feet.
I told you, you are very...
Lian Yu stepped on the inscribed branch, and the fragile branch crackled into pieces. Lian Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the unfinished words on the ground, his expression unchanged. "Now that we've left the brothel, there's no need to say such polite words. I don't like to hear them."
With the situation like that, Lian Yu couldn't go back to the brothel for a while. There was no other way. No matter how much Lian Yu didn't want to go back, he had only one option, which was to go back to the Lian Mansion. He threw away his bamboo hat and secretly climbed over the wall.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, a voice sounded behind him.
Lian Yu was shocked, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat: "Who is it!"
Perhaps because her tone was a bit harsh, the little maid frowned in grievance and said with tears in her eyes, "It's my fault for scaring the young master, but the young master has finally come back after such a long time. I was anxious to see him, but I didn't want to do anything bad."
Judging from the original owner's philandering nature, his relationship with the little maid was probably not ordinary.
Lian Yu smiled awkwardly and put her arm around the little maid's shoulders stiffly: "Why are you crying? Didn't I come back to see you?"
"Really? Master, you came back for me?"
Lian Yu nodded like pounding garlic.
The little maid smiled shyly, but hooked her fingers into Lian Yu's belt: "It's a pity that the young lady is waiting for you in the room now, otherwise, this servant should also properly take care of the young master and wash him."
"Qin Yi is here?" Lian Yu jumped back like a cat that hit water, but unexpectedly bumped into someone.
Qin Yi's face was stern, and his white robe exuded a murderous aura. His cold gaze swept across the two people under the wall, finally landing on Lian Yu: "I haven't seen you in half a month. Your injuries have recovered well."
"You haven't looked for me for half a month?" Lian Yu didn't realize that his attention had shifted to his grandmother's house.
Qin Yi's eyebrows curved, and her aura suddenly softened, as if the icy beauty just now was just an illusion caused by Lian Yu's blurred vision. "Why, Xiaoyu, do you want me to come?"
How come his expression changes faster than the weather in August? Lian Yu shook his head in astonishment.
Qin Yi sighed, raised his hand, and held onto his sleeves. His slender white fingertips were tinged with red. He stepped forward and said softly, "Come, let me see the wound on your forehead."
Lian Yu seemed to be bewitched by something and actually leaned forward as if possessed by some infernal force: "Morning, it's over soon."
Suddenly, a cough was heard outside the courtyard. When I looked up again, I saw the most respected maid next to the old lady standing at the gate of the courtyard: "I heard that the second young master has returned. The old lady wants to see you."
Okay, I knew it would be like this.
In the hall.
The old lady sat alone on a chair, her two aged hands folded in her robe, eyes closed, resting. A group of maids stood in a row, from the chair to the door.
Under the scorching gazes of the crowd, Lian Yu lowered his head and coughed lightly, then lifted his robe and knelt in front of the old lady's chair: "Grandma."
On the high seat, the old lady slowly opened her eyes, her eyelids drooping, and said with full momentum: "You still remember to come back, I thought you were going to settle down in that brothel."
Lian Yu pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer.
Seeing him like this, the old lady sneered: "Do you remember what I said? If you take another step out of this house, I will break your legs. Xiao Qin'er, come here!"
At the old lady's command, a maid immediately came forward with a thick black wooden ruler.
"Young Madam, please."
Lian Yu looked up and met Qin Yi's complicated gaze. Lian Yu frowned as if he had taken a bite of sour apricot and forced a smile, "Sister-in-law, please give me a quick death and stop torturing me."
Qin Yi didn't answer or look at him, but raised his hand to take the ruler.
Lian Yu closed his eyes resignedly.
However, the imagined pain did not subside. With a thud, Qin Yi knelt down next to Lian Yu, holding up the ruler with his slender white fingers. Qin Yi lowered his head, posing as if ready to be killed.
Lian Yu's pupils trembled.
"Xiao Qin'er, what are you doing?"
"Grandma, if you want to punish someone, please punish me first. It was me who let Xiaoyu go to the brothel."
A question mark slowly emerged in Lian Yu's mind. He understood that Qin Yi wanted to protect him, but how could he explain himself once he said it?
Qin paused, then raised his head with determination: "Grandma, you don't know that, in fact, half a month ago, some raw materials were stolen from the warehouse."
"What?" The old lady stood up suddenly and gripped the wooden handle of the chair. "Why didn't you tell me such an important matter?"
"Grandma, you've worked hard for half your life. It's hard for me to let you off easy with something like this. But don't worry, Xiaoyu has already found the key. Over the past two weeks, Xiaoyu has investigated many places on my behalf, and we finally found that the medicine left at the scene of the theft is the secret medicine secretly traded by Tianxiang Pavilion."
Tianxiang Pavilion? The medicine came from Tianxiang Pavilion?
Lian Yu's heart skipped a beat. Does that mean Qin Yi is also in Tianxiang Pavilion today?
Lian Yu suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Yi. Qin Yi didn't look at him, only showing a resolute profile, still looking like he was begging for punishment from the old lady.
But the old lady's attention was elsewhere. She opened her mouth and was stunned for a long moment, then looked at Lian Yu suspiciously: "Did you really find out this?"
Lian Yu lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.
"Ancestors bless you!" The old lady suddenly covered her face and cried, "This rascal has finally grown up!"
Lian Yu hesitated for a moment, then stood up and went forward to support the old lady: "Grandma, please don't get excited. It will be bad if you get hurt."
The old hand suddenly grasped Lian Yu's wrist, the force so strong that it could almost break the bone. Lian Yu let out a soft hiss, thinking that given the strength of his body, it would definitely not break for a while.
"I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I was afraid that you, a bastard, would waste the good girl and boy's time." The old lady still had tears in her eyes, but her eyes were shining as she looked at Lian Yu, as if she was admiring a pig that she had raised for a year and was weighed.
Lian Yu took a step back in horror.
"Since you've become a good woman, and your elder brother has no children, the responsibility of carrying on the family line naturally falls on you. Tomorrow I'll have someone compile a list of eligible girls and boys and send it to your house, and we'll meet and choose from them one by one."
"No, no!" Lian Yu refused instinctively: "I'm gay! I'm gay!"
"What... give?" The old lady looked at him with a puzzled look in her eyes.
Lian Yu cleared his throat and decisively decided to pull Qin Yi out to block the bullet. He quickly broke free from the old woman's shackles, swiped the ruler from Qin Yi's palm and threw it away, then pulled Qin Yi to his feet. His smile was full of guilt, but he pushed Qin Yi forward without hesitation: "My sister-in-law is alone, how can I start a family and build a career?"
"You..." The old lady gasped, looking like she was about to die from a heart attack.
Qin Yi looked at him, his eyes sparkling for some reason.
Damn, that's ambiguous.
Lian Yu waved his hand hurriedly, putting some distance between them, and naturally didn't notice the flash of disappointment in Qin Yi's eyes.
"What I mean is, my sister-in-law has been working so hard to run the household alone. If I leave the mansion and start my own family, wouldn't the burden on her shoulders be too heavy? Why don't I follow her around and learn the skills of business and household management for a few years before discussing marriage."
Anyway, by that time he will have completed his mission and run away, so whoever wants to get married can do so.
The old lady thought for a moment and finally sighed: "What you said makes sense. Then, Xiao Qin'er, I'll leave this kid to you."
Qin Yi bowed lightly: "Don't worry, grandma, I will take good care of Xiaoyu."
After finally dealing with the old lady, Lian Yu was about to go back to the house to rest, but when he went out, he bumped into Gu Lang again. He panicked and was about to say something when Gu Lang smiled at him.
"Mr. Lian, don't panic. I'm here to see Mr. Qin."
Young Master Qin? Lian Yu didn't know what was wrong with him, but he felt a little dissatisfied. "It should be Madam Qin, right?"
Gu Lang smiled, raised his eyes, and nodded to the person behind Lian Yu: "Mr. Qin."
"General Gu."
Qin Yi brushed past Lian Yu without noticing him and walked straight to Gu Lang. Gu Lang handed something to him, and Qin Yi took it familiarly. Then the two of them got into the carriage together.
"Wait!" Seeing the two of them about to leave, Lian Yu hurriedly grabbed Qin Yi's sleeve, having long forgotten the distance they should maintain between uncle and sister-in-law: "What are you going to do?"
Qin Yi paused as he lifted the curtain, turned around to look at him, and smiled gently: "Xiaoyu, are you very interested in this?"
"Not really." Lian Yu let go of him, took a step back and returned to the front of the mansion, standing with the stone lion as punishment.
"That's good."
Qin Yi got into the carriage. Through the half-revealed curtain, Lian Yu saw the two of them sitting side by side, talking about something. The carriage quickly sped away.
In the rising dust, Lian Yu sneered and clenched his fists at his sides.
Good, he's interested now.
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